to get closer…
Life lesson
Why do we unlearn the joy
of pushing against the glass?
Why do we let slip that impulse
to get closer
to the fabulous new thing
just outside the window,
to lean in to that magic scene,
to get close enough to whisper
in that new squirrel’s ear?
Why do we learn to hold back
just that bit,
so a breath on a frosty pane
will hide the wonder?
Yesterday he pressed as close as he could.
Today I see again that small smudge,
his curious nose must have been cold
for a few moments.
I know he has so much to learn,
but some of it can wait for another season…
January 2, 2020
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